She gasps and moans, and I silence her sweet noises with kisses. I don’t want to wake Amelia, and even across the hallway in the penthouse suite, I’m sure that Clare’s moans carry. She’s enjoying my cock in her tight pussy. That makes two of us.
Her pussy trembling on my cock, the sweet music of her sounds that she makes, all of it combined drives me over the edge.
Gasping for breath, I roll off her and onto my back. The air doesn’t feel like it reaches my lungs quickly enough.
“I know, right?” Clare says with a laugh.
I’m covered in a sheen of sweat and pull her against me, my lips crushing hers in another searing kiss.
I don’t want this night ever to end, for morning to come and to have to deal with business and leave my two favorite girls alone to explore the city without me. I trust Clare with my daughter, but I still wish I could be there, spending time together like a family.
Except we’re not a family. She’s the nanny.
I push the heavy thoughts aside and drape my arm across her hip, keeping Clare snug against me as I let myself drift to sleep.
TEN
Clare
The bed is warm with Levi curled up against me. He’s managed to steal nearly all the blankets, cocooned around him. But it doesn’t bother me.
The amount of heat the man gives off should be unnatural.
The alarm clock jars him awake.
Me, I was already awake, admiring him.
It’s still dark outside, but the sun is beginning to rise. I pull him tighter, closer against me.
Levi grumbles. I can’t tell if he’s protesting waking up or me keeping him hostage in his bed. “I have work.”
“Can’t you run late?” I ask. “Who is going to know?” If he’s the CEO, does he answer to anyone else? A board of directors?
“I have a meeting already scheduled. I can’t miss it.” His lips brush against mine, rolling me onto my back while his fingers move across my hips and down between my thighs.
He dips his fingers between my legs, discovering my secret.
“God, I want you,” he rasps against my lips, his kisses hot and passionate, heated and fierce. Levi pulls away, and his fingers slide into his mouth, tasting me. “I could eat you all day,” he says.
I stare at him in shock. I’ve never had a man do that. Taste me so openly, so blatantly, and say something sexy about it afterward.
My heart pitter-patters in my chest as he climbs off the mattress.
“Can I join you in the shower?” I ask.
Amelia is sound asleep, and I need to wash up at some point. A hot, steamy shower sounds a lot more fun with Levi in the same stall.
Levi groans. “I can’t say no to you.” He gestures for me to come with him.
I can’t seem to get enough of this man, and the shower takes twice as long. Thankfully, it’s a hotel, or we’d probably have been given an icy shower by the time we are done.
He grabs an oversized, fluffy gray towel, wrapping it around my shoulders. “My cell phone has international coverage. If you need anything, I don’t care what it is, you call me.”
“We’ll be fine,” I say. He’s in overprotective papa bear mode, worried about Amelia. I can handle his daughter in a foreign city. We’re in Paris. It’s not like this is the middle of a war zone.
“Text me when you leave the hotel and when you get back.”
“Okay,Panty Thief,” I joke, and he leans in, biting my bottom lip, tugging it between his teeth.